• chocolate mint.

    lately i’ve been enjoying quiet cups of infused chocolate mint in the early afternoon. rich and warm and perplexingly chocolately. what’s your go-to cup for a weekday afternoon?…

    October 24, 2011 12 Comments
  • sidewalk stories.

    sun-dappled pumpkins. just when i thought that pumpkins on stoops was a thing reserved for suburban cul-de-sacs and sleepy new england villages, my neighborhood pumpkin brigade proved me wrong. happy october.…

    October 18, 2011 20 Comments
  • cider.

    it’s cider week in new york. born from glynwood‘s larger apple project, cider week means a whole slew of events, tastings, and programs to celebrate the hard ciders brewed in new york’s hudson valley.…

    October 17, 2011 6 Comments
  • oatmeal.

    it’s been an oatmeal kind of a week. oatmeal in cookies. oatmeal in apple crisp. oatmeal in my cereal bowl, warm and salty-sweet. here’s the thing about oatmeal. it’s cheap. one of those bulk…

    October 14, 2011 5 Comments
  • billy button.

    the only remaining flowers left from a bouquet delivered to my door last week. craspedia, otherwise known as billy button. just about the cutest name for a flower that there is. no?…

    October 10, 2011 14 Comments
  • coffee or tea?

    on a recent morning, james and i whiled away an hour in one of my favorite neighborhood haunts. while our laundry spun in the washing machines a few buildings down, we sat and enjoyed…

    October 7, 2011 19 Comments
  • comfort.

    apples. cinnamon. brown sugar. butter. flour. and oats. the simple ritual of turning the apple in your hand, peeling away the ruby skin. the sound the knife makes as it slices through the white…

    October 4, 2011 8 Comments
  • lights.

    i walked by this alley on a walk the other day and even in the daylight i could imagine a sweet autumnal dinner party. woolly socks and scarves, twinkling lights, and roasted vegetables gobbled…

    September 29, 2011 9 Comments
  • life in a tiny apartment.

    Tip #5: Splurge on pretty towels. upon entering our apartment, guests* are met with towels hanging unapologetically on the bathroom door. we never remember to close the thing and so it gapes open leaving fuzzy, mismatching…

    September 21, 2011 11 Comments